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Yesterday evening I again looked at my draft of toothbrush. Third day in a row!



Target: "readable" draft by 15 August (2008).

Tasks remaining:
  • Finish second pass

  • Stop moving sections around

  • Read the whole thing before inflicting it on others (probably includes a line edit)

Um, good luck with that?

Every day I write a page in my current first draft (I always have one. Sometimes it's a short story, or a screenplay. Currently it is a novel). Yesterday morning I was writing along, and one of my characters said something that ABSOLUTELY SHOCKED me. She made a wild accusation at one of the other characters, and I said to myself, "OMG (actually I swore, but you know what I mean), how did she know that?" And then I realized, she's absolutely right. I've got 300 pages written here in long, dreadful, poorly developed prose (a first draft is just a shell to fill in with a story later on, right?) and this character was, well, that way the whole time, and I had no idea. Amazing.

Maybe I can finish this thing now, so I can start something else.

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